His stomach started to hurt again when he came out and proceeded to sit in front of his study desk. He ran back in again.
He ran too fast. When he closed the door, he used too much strength. When the door hit the wall, the sound was also quite loud.
It was so loud that even the people next door could hear it.
Ye Xue lived next door to Jiang Yu. The soundproofing of the apartment here wasn't that good. The first time she heard it, Ye Xue didn't care. Later, it rang several times consecutively. She raised her head and looked at the wall behind her. A trace of doubt flashed through her eyes, "What's wrong with Jiang Yu?"
Ye Xue knew that Jiang Yu wasn't the kind of person with a bad temper who would vent his anger on the door.
But what was going on with the frequent slamming of the door?
After a while, the sound of the door closing returned, but it sounded relatively softer than before.
